Why I fired my secretary
Two weeks ago was my forty-fifth birthday, and I wasn’t feeling too hot that morning anyway.
I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say "Happy Birthday"
And would probably have a present for me.
She didn’t even say "Good Morning" Let alone any "Happy Birthday"
I thought, Well, that’s wives for you. Maybe the children will remember.
The children came in to breakfast and didn’t say a word.
When I started to the office I was feeling pretty low and despondent.
As I walked into my office, my secretary, Janet, said: Good morning boss, Happy Birthday.
So I felt a little better; someone had remembered.
I worked until noon. Then Janet knocked on my door and said: You know, it’s such a beautiful day outside and it’s your birthday, let’s go to lunch, just you and me.
I said: By George, that’s the best thing I’ve heard all day. Let’s go.
We went to lunch. We didn’t go where we normally go;
We went out into the country to a little private place.
We had two martini’s and enjoyed lunch tremendously.
On the way back to the office, she said: You know, it’s such a beautiful day. We don’t need to go back to the office, do we??
I said: No, I guess not. She said: Let’s go to my apartment.
After arriving at her apartment she said: Boss, if you don’t mind, I think I’ll go into the bedroom and slip into something more comfortable.
Sure, I excitedly replied. She went into the bedroom and, In about six minutes, she came out carrying a big birthday cake, Followed by my wife, children and dozens of our friends.
All were singing "Happy Birthday!" And there on the couch I sat… Naked
